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What kills the pain to bring me down I should face it, spin that wrong thing around Bring back the sun, get on your feet Keep that last temptation way out of reach Out there Some kinder fool to break the chain Cut right back until there's nothing in the brain Once I declined but not enough Five bells ringing out their song far above For everyone, for those to come Night after night along the great spirit way Try as I might, I don't play fair This is where I take an eye for an eye Long lost innocence led you nowhere Right in the ground like heaven An underland cavernous place Never seen neither heard By the ghosts of Odessa Now they're done wasting time With the language of living Demonstrations in avenues Dead end granite halls, unwalked corridors Letras de cancionesCold as death, closed canyons Mined in better days Undecaying, now on display Elevation wading through unlit catacombs All stations abandoned Longstanding stonewalled planning rooms Resignations passed in empty space Contradictions ready made Reputations not worth their weight Recollections come what may I can't let you see me this way What was broken can surely mend We can work it out in the end But if not, then it's not the end Your distraction is well defended Like a dead man waking up, not his vision I will confess, in a heartbeat I changed my mind On reflection, I'd settled for less If tomorrow should come too late Preparations will go to waste Wait much longer, I'll lose the taste Late developer chased it underground Stay, do or die trying All the misfits in the world sure to change it Though they tried rearranging Good for bad Still the mad king reigns Take after me, go right ahead Just got to be alive here or dead Fear is the key that strikes from within Steps undetermined, a place to begin When the greatest show on earth Drew the headlines Life sold out killed the goldmine Not a chance when the dance is through All the wisdom in the world Would have missed it Odds against, couldn't risk it building up just to stop again At last alone I'd make the grade had I stayed alone If it's all stored in monotone Voices out of life belong to stone, in history Sometimes I deny the memory Make myself remove reality, once for all What my mantra lacked in radiance More than made up with experience Day by day I can find enough recovery Still confined in blissful agony Final time of death, where is your sting? Make me unbelieve most anything Played and paraded like a hopeless thing Made a kaleidoscope of early warnings Greyed out in photographs Laid down an understanding What an ode to pain is medicine One intense for all Take enough responsibility Shaken up for all eternity Innovation from accidents Hardworn evidence, dark and permanent Lowdown breath, stone inventions Last inheritance Lone assassin gone, unknown all the way Designations of elegance Waiting skeletons line the streets of Odessa Stand preserving unmarked residents Not in penance Last in empty space, last in empty space From Letras Mania